Well it comes down to this. I don't own the walking dead only Susan. If people have read this whole story, thanks for taking the time :) Hope Ya'll like it

Susan looked around and a little bit in front of her there was a small table and someone sitting on it. There was a motorcycle sitting next to it as well. She looked farther and noticed there was a piece of wood sticking out of the ground in front of the person sitting on the table.

She took slow and painful steps toward the figure. When she got closer she saw the wings on his back and the long hair that stopped in the middle of his neck just above a tattoo. She smiled then frowned. "Daryl?" She asked getting closer. He didn't move. He didn't

even turn around and face her.

When she got closer she saw the necklace hanging from his hands. When he heard a voice he shoved it in his pocket. He didn't recognize the scratchy voice. "What the hell ya want?" He yelled. "Just go away." he said.

"Daryl?" Her voice got clearer and his back straightened. He still didn't turn around but he did understand. "Why.." She stopped, feeling pain in her side. She hadn't had the time to look at the damage on her body. She lifted her shirt to uncover the bloody bandages all over and she began to panic again. "What…. What the hell… Daryl?" She begun to panic.

"Go inside." is all he said.

"What the hell happened!" She screamed, trying to remember.

"Merle." Is all he said.

She took a step forward then back again slowly remembering some things. "Where…" She begun.

He lifted his hand and pointed to the cross sticking from the ground. "You killed him." Was all he said.

She couldn't believe it. She didn't remember any of that but that didn't stop her from feeling guilty. She just stood there, not knowing what to do. "But… I…" She stuttered.

"Save it." he said quickly. He was angry at her and also didn't want to see her. The more she was around the more he felt guilty and the more he felt guilty the more he wanted to hug her and apologize. He hadn't seen her since she killed Merle and was afraid of what he would see.

"I'm sorry…" She said trying to walk closer. She reached out for his shoulder, but he turned away and started to walk away so he wouldn't have to see her face. "Daryl…" She sounded hurt and he could feel a piece of his heart break. He didn't know what to do. She tried to look at him, but every time she did he didn't look at her and he hid his eyes. "Why wont you look at me!" She yelled.

He turned away from her again and when she stepped in front of his holding his arms she shut is eyes tightly. "Just go away." he pleaded with her.

"No. Why wont you just…" She begun.

"Because I'm afraid!" He yelled covering his eyes with her hands so his eyes wouldn't open. She didn't say anything. She tried to break from his grip, she couldn't.

"Why.. Daryl, come on.." She said, starting to feel hurt, like he had done something.

"It's all my fault. I should have found you earlier before Merle could… I should have killed him earlier… I should have." He was going to go on, but she put one hand over his mouth and took the moment to say something.

"Daryl… none of this your fault." She said with a soft voice. I can't remember what happened, so its over with. Will you please just… I need you to look at me. Please."

When she put the pain in the word need he knew she was hurting and his eyes opened but his hands didn't move.

He slowly removed her hand and reached out for her. When his eyes fixated on her bruises he took a step back and she saw the stray tear he whipped away. "Oh no…" He thought. "You stupid bastard! How could you let this…" She stopped his thinking by the touch of her hand on his face. She smiled and he just looked at her. She looked liked she had gone through hell, but he still felt he had never felt before. He couldn't admit it until now, but in that one moment with their eyes locked, hands intertwined and the world separated from them.

"I'm sorry." They both said, softly.

"I love you." Susan confessed and his eyes widened. She knew he wouldn't say it back, but when he captured her lips in a tender kiss, she knew he felt the world goes to shit, there's still a glimmer of hope and some love. There's no point in quitting when you have something or someone to fight for.

The End.

Well thats all I got for this story. Tell me what you thought :)